Lyla
I made my way back to the car deciding if I should be happy or angry.
When I reached the car, Nathan was exactly where I'd left him, pacing, his face tight with concern.
When I looked up and saw the concern in his eyes, I knew it was enough to soothe the storm inside me.
"Are you okay?" he was by my side in seconds, brushing a gentle hand over my shoulder.
"Yes," I murmured forcing a smile, looking down. I wasn't going to let Lenny's words stir up old memories or pain. "Just ghosts from my past trying to haunt me."
Nathan pulled me close, pressing a kiss to my temple. "Was Ramsey there? I won't let him hurt you anymore."
I leaned into his embrace, my hand tightening beside me. "No, he wasn't. Lenny had a message from him."
"A message?" Nathan pulled back staring at me curiously. "What kind of message?"
